Peace Order

Chapter 1837 - 90: The Sun Will Set, But It Will Rise Again!

Nan Hanwen sighed: "My eyes get restless from the noise of words."

The young book boy was puzzled.

How could words disturb the eyes?

Can eyes hear?

Nan Hanwen didn’t say much, just smiled while drinking tea, picked up his prepared documents, glanced at those on the table, Qu Hanxiu’s lifelong studies, he learned the words from these documents, then recorded new things.

And spread them throughout future generations?

He suddenly laughed.

He thought of an ingenious idea!

You only mentioned wanting eternal fame, but didn’t specify what kind of name, right?

Thus, Nan Hanwen decided to spread Qu Hanxiu’s documents, and the letters from someone wise yet shrewd, who could have yelled for fame by pulling someone’s ear.

People a thousand years later will have their eyes disturbed by this guy too!

Nan Hanwen smiled, looked at the new work, and said: "Old man."

Go converse with people a thousand years later!

Then he got up and left, walked through the streets of Jiangnan, the faces of pedestrians appeared peaceful, gradually recovering from the previous wars, Jiang Wanxiang had died, Jiang Su personally carried the coffin to escort the spirit.

One could say the whole world was in mourning.

Therefore, the entire Ying Country was enveloped in the king’s death, and within this genuine or feigned sadness, or perhaps a mix of both, Ying Country harbors more issues.

With Jiang Wanxiang’s death, the world remains undecided.

His two sons are both in their prime.

Who can shoulder the responsibility of Ying Country, to become Ying Country’s Great Emperor.

Or rather—

Who has the capacity, who has the courage, to challenge Prince Qin?

Thinking of this, the people of Qin all felt a faint pride, the confidence as if born in the peaceful times began to emerge, this is also the foundation of a Golden Age.

After Prince Qin woke up, the morale of the entire Qilin Army, the order of Heavenly Strategy Mansion quickly restored, those scholars of Heavenly Strategy Mansion began implementing Prince Qin’s requests, soothing the people, developing agriculture, comforting soldiers, preparing for new wars.

Everything progressed steadily forward.

Nan Hanwen walked through the streets, past a familiar vendor, into a government office beneath Heavenly Strategy Mansion.

Seven years ago that only had a reputation of Heavenly Strategy Mansion.

At that time, under the pressure of factions and heroes, Red Emperor Ji Zichang had to place his bet on a young bold man, with a group of former bandits, vagabonds, wandering army, to cross Wan Li and perform a groundbreaking event.

Directly bestowed the greatest title he could, letting him establish a mansion.

At that time, the name of Heavenly Strategy was merely superficial fame.

But now, beneath this government office, sets up twelve different offices, the vast land counts tens of thousands of miles, from the west to the Holy Mountain of the Thirty-six Tribes, east to the surging waves meeting the sea, north to the extreme northern volcano of the prairie, south to the mountains and rivers filled with miasma in the southwest.

On such a vast land, post stations are built along the roads, horses run daily without rest.

Flying Eagle spreads its wings in the sky.

Spreading the orders of Heavenly Strategy Mansion to various parts.

Enough to influence the various places of this world, affecting this era, and even already steering the direction of the entire era.

This place truly, like Heavenly Strategy.

The strategy of the Heavenly Khan!

Nan Hanwen nodded to the Qilin Army warrior guarding the gate, took out his waist badge, then clutched his documents walking inside, only to see a girl with dark skin, large bright eyes quickly walking out, with a Historian waist badge hanging on her waist, and a dagger with a horn handle.

Behind was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, carrying a Battle Halberd, shouting:

"Hey!!!"

"Saatanati!"

"I only wanted to joke with you, don’t be so angry, okay?"

It’s the Historian from Qin land, Editor Saatanati.

And the brave guard of Qilin Army, Captain Xue Changqing of Saatanati, as her guardian, they identified the infiltrators from Ying Country days ago, in battle, Xue Changqing achieved a breakthrough, nearing the Fourth Layer Heaven.

With excellent martial arts at a young age, accompanying Saatanati to see the era.

Indeed improved greatly, yet sometimes still threw tantrums, would have conflicts with Saatanati, they were outstanding among the young generation of Qilin Army.

"Good day, Mr. Nan."

Saatanati gave a standard salute, then left.

Xue Changqing rushed over shouting.

Then retreated with a few steps, saluting:

"Ah, it’s Mr. Nan."

"Good day, Mr. Nan!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Nan!"

Xue Changqing greeted, then ran off carrying his Battle Halberd, Nan Hanwen watched the two, smiled helplessly, some individuals emerged among the young generation of Qilin Army, each had commendable achievements in their fields.

Nan Hanwen continued forward.

Then saw Seventh Prince Ashina strolling here to report the stable situation on the prairie, they nodded and greeted, the shoulders of this Seventh Prince were broad, after the Great Khan passed away, grew rapidly at an extraordinary speed.

He received the gift from Prince Qin, obtaining his father’s long spear.

Then sealed this long spear away, this Seventh Prince gradually withdrew from the battlefield, leaving his armor and father’s spear in the Central Plains, often stabilizing the Turkic people’s hearts on the prairie.

Serving as the Xingtai for Northwest Road of the prairie, with considerable status and authority, yet remained respectful and subservient.

Ashina, ten years ago during the grand ceremony in Chen Country, Nan Hanwen was the official in charge of reception, Ashina greeted proactively: "Old sir, long time no see, how is your spirit?"